It drew three lads well along the Rhine
to one Mrs Wirtin's, there they called in.
"Mrs Wirtin, have you good beer and wine?
Where has she her he lovely little daughter?"
My beer ans wine are fresh and clear,
my little daughter is lying on the bier."
And as they stepped into the Chamber
there she was lying in a black casket.
The first, who swung the veil back
and looked at her with sad gaze:
"If only you still lived, you beautiful maiden!
I would love you from now on."
The second tucked the veil up
and turned away and also wept:
"Oh, that you lie on the bier!
I have loved you for so many years."
The third lifted ipt up again
and kissed her on he so pale mouth:
"I have always loved you, I loved you still today
and will love you for ever and ever.